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By B.K. Date: 2004 Feb 25 Comment on this Work [[2004.02.25.22.26.17959]] |
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She drops her eyes In thin disguise of what You might read there She feels your thoughts As warm and tender As a night full of stars With twelve string guitars To play tantric sway Of thighs wrapped in sundown And lips that whisper soft Erotic stupor of midnight Wrapped in dawns delicious kiss (c)bk |